Col. Mustard : How many husbands have you had?
Mrs. White : Mine or other womens?
Col. Mustard : Yours!
Mrs. White : Five
C. Mustard: Five?
M. White : Yes, just the five. Husbands should be like kleenex; soft, strong and disposable.
The only good morning, is a morning that has been slept through.
Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can break your heart.